This noon I fried up two hamburger patties I found in the freezer, age unknown. It has been a while since I have done such a thing, but since Justin has moved out, it is up to me to take care of such cooking. There were also some cheese slices in my crisper drawer, found when I cleaned out the fridge last week, age unknown on them also, which I used to make cheeseburgers. They spit and spat all over my stove top, a mess I will clean up shortly.
As I was enjoying one of the burgers, eaten not on the moldy bread in my kitchen, but on a brat buns, a memory from my newly wed days came to mind. Part of the time in our first year of marriage found my husband laid off or on strike. We were often short on money. One time we were grocery shopping and came upon a deal for pre-pattied burgers for an amazingly low cost. We bought the box and figured we were all set for quite a while with that basic food. The first time we made a couple of burgers, we were surprised by the smell. Cooking in the house versus making on the grille?? Shrugs shoulders...And the taste? Not good, not good at all. Something was off about these burgers. Upon closer examination, the fine print indicated these might not be made from beef! What it actually was I cannot remember but it was not cows.
Now what? We have this box of possibly 40 burgers, minus what we cooked up the first time. To throw them out seemed horribly wasteful and sinful but we sure could not eat them, not able to stand the smell of them cooking nor the flavor or texture. Now that I think of it, there might have been soy involved in those patties. Then we had an idea...My former spouse's brother-in-law and six kids also lived in Milwaukee, with Ernie being a butcher. He would never make a mistake like we did but his kids would be none the wiser.
We had a get-together with Ernie and his family, the adults having real hamburgers and the kids being served the boxed burgers. That is where my memory stops--I cannot recall if they noticed the off- scent or taste, or even how many of those burgers were consumed. What I recall is pawning those 2nd class (or 3rd class?) burgers off on the kids. Lesson learned is to always check the label and when it seems too good to be true, it probably is! By the way, I think I cooked up my two frozen patties just in time. My burger was good, but not like a fresh, hand-pattied burger from The Loop!
